I still haven't coped,
with the day that you went away,
I still just want to pick up the phone and call you when i need help,
but then i remember that horrible day,
That day that i cried my life away.
How could he do this to me?
I need you here to help me.
Your job wasn't finished.
I didn't even get to say goodbye.
I didn't get to tell you how much i love you,
the only thing i regret is being mad at you,
and you dieing thinking that i didn't love you.
Its killing me.
I wish i could have told you good-bye and that i love you.
